Torture

Amy tortured us yesterday night. Maybe i shouldn't complain too much since she's such a good girl that this "torture" only happens once in a while. But still, i am like a walking zombie right now. So i need to complain! Plus, when Amy grows up, i will show this post to her when we have the "sex" talk so that she'll know the consequence is bad bad bad bad... :p

Around midnight, i went into her room to check if she's warm enough. I was really careful that i swear i didn't make any noise. But somehow she still sensed i was there and woke up. That's when she decided to play with me. At first i just fled the room and let her cry. But she wouldn't give up that easily and cried for like 40 minutes. I gave up, stepped in, hugged her, rocked her, put her back to the crib... I don't know at which point during this process, but suddenly she became wild awake, started to smile at me, poke me, and even laugh out loud. I tried everything, from pretending this is the 8pm and going through the bed-time-ritual to just giving up and playing with her... Nothing worked. She became more and more awake. But at the same time she was really sleepy, kept rubbing her eyes...In the end, around 3pm, i got really mad and just left her in the crib. She cried furiously for about 15 minutes and went to sleep. At that point, i was so tired i didn't even check if she's warm enough...

Now that i told the whole story, somehow i felt i was the bad one. I was the one who woke her up, the one who cursed that i'd sell her on ebay, and the one who didn't care if she's warm enough... Sigh, how did it turn out this way? Maybe i won't show this post to Amy after all...